i don't fuck wit rat snitches or big fat bitches
I sit at home all day, count and stack riches.
you in the wrong game like when Shaq pitches.
Dig Ditches, burying bodies in fucked up positions.
its my mission, to make mufuckas listen.
I just let the beat flow like my piss when I'm pissin.
i kill you, smoke a blunt, and forget that your missin.
i'm a fuckin lion, no tigers like tony.
mufuckas lyin if they callin me phonie,
your bitch get lonely, so i tell her to come to me.
you got me all wrong homie.
cause i don't sell buds, i smoke it, toke it
make you disappear like hokus pokus, focus,
you are just a locust, and you better know this.
latrell sprewell, the beat i choke this.
bout to go to a fuck a cheerleader party.
that means fuck a bitch with a pom pom, sorry.
to all those bitches who aint got no pom poms.
don't need directions, ain't need no tom tom.
I'm out, its a wrap, nah this ain't a rap, its crap
it all good, i tried hard and this shit be mine.
i;m just drunk tryin to past the fuckin time.
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